A/N: I've decided to post two chapters today, as i have checked my calender and found out that I have a big meeting to attend to tomorrow. I have made a few changes thanks to Elle. I am honor by how many people are reading along. Keep the reviews coming in. Thanks.
Take Care.
Paige

Chapter Ten

"Brown. Sanders. I'm needed in a meeting with the under sheriff. Pull the files on the strip strangler and go through all the evidence. Make sure we haven't missed anything."

Ecklie headed straight passed Warrick and Greg before waiting for their answer or the under sheriff, whom was still sat in the office.

"Lets get back to the lab then."

Greg turned to Warrick and raised his eye brows.

Warrick lead the way back to the break room and brewed two fresh cups of coffee, using Greg's special mixture.

"Coffee Greg?"

"Why not. We're only gonna be in the evidence room for the whole shift. Ya now."

"Yeah. I'll check with Cath and see if there is anything we can help her with."

"Nicky! We got a body!" Catherine was standing the office of the owner of the casino where the 36 year-old husband was last seen.

Brass walked in, talking to someone on the phone.

Nick soon follows, with his gun raised.

Nick looked down at the female sprawled out on the floor under the desk.

"Oh God." Nick came and crouched down next to Catherine and handed her the camera that was hung round his neck.

"Thanks Nicky."

"Any ID?"

"No. Just a few hundred dollars in her wallet, over there on the table."

"Wow."

Catherine stood and continued to take photos of the room.

Nick took the sample back to the lab, leaving Catherine at Brass at the casino.

David arrived at he casino just as Nick was heading out.

"Hey Nick."

"Hey David. Catherine and Brass are in the owner's office."

"Pretty blonde again?"

"Yeah."

David head in through the front door, where two officers were positioned.

Nick secure his case into the trunk if his SUV.

Grissom set his suitcase by the front door and sat himself on the edge of the couch. He placed his hand on her waist and waited for her to stir. Sara never did sleep very well on the couch.

"Griss?"

"Hey sleepy head."

"Sorry Grissom. I couldn't..."

"Don't apologise Sara."

"You all ready to go?"

"Yes."

Sara swung her legs around, allowing the blanket to fall onto Grissom. She stifled a yawn and smiled down at him.

Grissom slipped his hand into Sara's and pulled her up with him.

"Shall we go to your place then?"